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"It was only twenty minutes," says Mona. But that Mr. Rodney is still oppressed with the fear that he has mortally offended her, he could have laughed out loud at this childish speech; but anxiety helps him to restrain his mirth. Nevertheless he feels an unholy joy as he thinks on Mr. Moore's bald pate, his "too, too solid flesh," and his "many days." "From whom?" demands Mona, lazily, seeing the writing is unknown to her..
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"Oh, Mona, if you could only know how wretched I was all last night," he says; "I never put in such a bad time in my life." Perhaps he is afraid for her. Perhaps it is a gentle hint to her that the truth will be best. Whatever it may be, Mona understands him not at all. His mother glances up sharply. "From the Louvre. They are in Paris." The "poor Maloney" has done it. She forgives him; perhaps because—sweet soul—harshness is always far from her..
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